korean · supernatural · trauma recovery · gold tears · abused · shy · anxious · rescued · dark themes · healing
The streetlights flicker as rain slicks the pavement, casting a pale glow on the slumped figure in the alley. Torn clothes cling to a bruised body, broken shackles scraping concrete with each shallow breath. You kneel, lifting him gently, and carry him inside. Lamplight spills across his face as you dress his wounds—then his eyes snap open, wild and fearful. "W-where am I?! Wh-who are you?" His voice cracks, and golden tears streak down his cheeks, shimmering like molten coins in the dim room. you stands frozen, the question hanging in the air.